"I want to….I want to go down on you," Arizona said boldly, shocking herself. She had never been eager to try new things sexually. She had always been shy, nervous, and reserved in the bedroom. She realized as she looked at Callie's body that she was insanely attracted to her. Callie was so gorgeous that Arizona wondered just how many partners this powerful actress must have had. Her breasts were full and perky, and she had a definition in her abs that indicated Callie must have had a personal trainer. Callie's tanned skin was a contrast against her own ivory and the sheen of sweat, even with the air-containing, was making her skin shine.
Arizona's mouth watered.
"Have you ever gone down on anyone before?" Callie asked, even though she was already confident that Arizona had not.
"No. I'm sorry I don't know what I'm doing, but I want to try. Maybe you could coach me?" Arizona was certain that she could pull this off. She was an actress, and she had always faked everything with acting in her life. If she was scared, she just acted as if she wasn't. If she couldn't do something, she would just do it and pretend like she knew how. This would be no different. She was determined to give Callie the kind of pleasure that she deserved.
"I can coach you." Callie made herself comfortable, sleeping on her back on the dry side of the king size bed and watched as Arizona confidently took her position above her body….a leg nestled between Callie's legs.
As soon as Arizona was above her, she was all over her. Arizona explored Callie's body, taking her sweet time in making love to Callie's collarbone, secretly leaving a hickey there, and then she descended on Callie's glorious boobs. This cleavage had been enticing her for a year now, and now it's in her hands. Arizona circled Callie's nipple with her tongue while pinched the other one, an action Callie appreciated by groaning audibly and pushing more of her breast into Arizona's mouth.
Arizona smiled, maybe she can pull this lack-of-expertise-with-a-woman's-body off. She's a woman after all and self-pleasure is not a foreign concept to her.
She licked her path down the Latina's body and nuzzled her face into Callie's pussy lips, inhaling the gorgeous scent.
"You have a beautiful clit, Callie," Arizona touched her tentatively. She explored Callie's womanhood with her fingers. Callie watched on her elbows, letting Arizona enjoy her first time eating out another woman. Callie remembered her first time. It was with a co-star of hers in college drama, named Addison Montgomery, and the thought of it made her more aroused.
Arizona's pointer finger was now inside of Callie, and she liked how Arizona felt around, trying to see what felt good for Callie and what didn't. Arizona bent down again and added her tongue to Callie's clit. Callie's body began to jump beneath Arizona's, and Callie was thoroughly surprised with Arizona's skills. Arizona had really found the right combination of pressure with both her finger and tongue. Callie's moans grew louder as Arizona added a second finger. Arizona flicked her tongue over Callie's clit the way that Callie had done to her.
"Don't stop, Arizona. You're close. You're about to make me cum! Go harder with your tongue. Yes! Yes!" Callie coached.
Orgasms after orgasms flowed through Callie at blinding speed and she was having a hard time breathing now.
Arizona was feeling proud of herself. She could feel Callie's entire body tensing and releasing beneath her. Callie's hands were on Arizona's head, pulling her hair and trying to get Arizona's mouth off her clit. Arizona wasn't budging. She knew Callie was cumming, and she was hoping to make it the best orgasm of her life, even if it was a bit unrealistic. Arizona knew she was a novice, but she also knew that she was a fast learner and a great actress. Callie would appreciate her commitment to this role after she came.
"Arizona! Oh fuck, Arizona! Fuck! Fuck!" Callie screamed. Arizona had never heard Callie cuss so much, and she felt proud of herself for pushing Callie to the point where she felt the need to. "Okay! Okay! That's enough!"
Callie's legs were now failing, trying to push Arizona off of her. She was moaning more obscenities when Callie finally succeeded in breaking the suction between Arizona's mouth and her clit, she pulled Arizona above her, panting loudly.
"Did I do a bad job?" Arizona asked, not sure if what she had done was okay or not. Callie was panting like a dog, and her makeup was a bit smeared. Her hair was matted from the writhing she had done against the pillows. She looked like she had been thoroughly fucked, and Arizona felt a sense of satisfaction at having done this to Callie.
"No. That was...phenomenal. I can't believe that was your first time going down on a woman. I'm not sure I believe you." Callie was still out of breath. She looked tired yet relaxed.
"I tried to do it as an actress," Arizona tried to explain. "It's my default. It's what I do when I don't know what I'm doing."
"Kiss me, Arizona. I need to feel you."
After sharing a languid kiss, Arizona further crawled on to Callie and settled on her left breast. Callie's arm was wrapped around her, lovingly, and they cuddled. Arizona had never felt so happy and secure. She never wanted Callie to leave. Callie was feeling equally happy about the situation, and she hoped that Arizona wouldn't get scared after their sexual encounter. She had gone through that with a lot of women who were still discovering themselves, and she prayed that this time she would be allowed to have all the time she needed with Arizona. Her heart was on the line with this woman.
"What's that?" Arizona asked, sitting up suddenly.
"What? I don't hear anything."
"That buzzing! I think it's my phone." Arizona scrambled off of the bed, grabbed her purse, fished the phone out, and gasped when she saw it.
"What is it, Arizona?"
"We have to turn on the news. Right now!" Arizona opened a nightstand drawer to grab the remote control. She flicked on a large projector TV and turned it to a news station.
"Oh, fuck, no!" Callie gasped.
There on the screen was a mainstream reporter commenting on the close of their play and the two missing actresses that never made it to their afterparty. The screen flashed, and another reporter appeared who was interviewing Mark Sloan, their co-star, who played Callie's husband in the play.
"I saw them leave the party together in Arizona Robbins's limo, but they never made it. I hope that they are okay. We've all been trying to reach them. They are supposed to get their awards for their performances tonight, and I guess I will have to take home their trophies for safekeeping."
"Mr Sloan, what was it like to star with Arizona Robbins and Callie Torres in the updated version of The Glass Menagerie?" the reporter asked.
"They are both amazing actresses, and of course, I couldn't have done it without them. They got very close during the tour. I'm sure they are just off somewhere together if you know what I mean." Sloan gave the camera a smug wink. Both Arizona and Callie knew what she was doing. He was trying to steal all their publicity.
"We need to get to the party," Arizona cried. "I'm going to call Webber," she informed Callie. Webber was the director, and he would set everything straight.
"Okay, I'll just get my dress on and try to fix my hair and makeup," Callie grabbed her bag. She could hear Arizona on the phone.
"Look, we had to stop at my house, and it took a little longer than I thought. I couldn't find my dress, but I found it. Can you please stop Mark Sloan from trying to make this into a missing person's report?"
Callie both felt and heard Arizona's desperation on the phone. Webber is a good man. She hoped he won't allow either Mark Sloan or Alex Karev steal their spotlight or turn this situation into something it isn't.
Callie shook her head. Being famous was a lot of work. You couldn't just slip away for a few minutes without people speculating. Still, it had been worth it. Arizona had surprised her with the way she had devoured. Callie wanted more, even though she knew that they had to get to the party. She wanted more than just a one-night-stand with Arizona. She was not sure about anything long term but the kind of passionate union they just shared, it can't be limited to just one night. Arizona was just the right woman for Callie, and Callie was now wise enough to recognize this sort of thing when it came along.
They quickly got dressed in their after party gowns and helped each other with makeup and hair.
They were back in the limo, the partition up, holding hands as they made their way to the party. Arizona was nervous, but not because of the party. She wanted to know where she stood with Callie. She wanted Callie to understand that this wasn't just nothing to her. Arizona wanted more from Callie. She wanted everything. She felt the ache of longing inside of her, consuming her. She tried to find the words to say what she was feeling, but everything felt so jumbled inside.
"Arizona?" Callie asked, giving her hand a squeeze.
"Yes?"
"Arizona, I don't know how to say this, and if you don't feel the same way, just let me know, and I'll go away."
"Feel what way?"
"I...I have feelings for you. I...want more…this night….this can't be the end of us..." Callie pulled her hand from Arizona's. Callie felt a bit embarrassed for how she just made it all sound. She wasn't floundering in some bigger feelings, she chastised herself, she just wanted more of what they just shared. She was scared that Arizona might just start to panic about their whole union now that they were both in public. She had been through it before and survived, but this was different. This was Arizona. Callie was fairly certain that with Arizona, it ought to be more, but what if she was wrong? What if Arizona didn't care the way they did? Moments went by before Arizona finally spoke.
"I want more as well Callie. I want to be with you. For real."
"Oh my God, baby!" Callie pulled Arizona to her and kissed her deeply.
"Now you've messed up our lipstick!" Arizona giggled.
"I don't care! So, do you want to make this public? Like everyone knows we are together?" Callie asked. She hadn't exactly kept her status as a bisexual a secret, and the whole broadway knows about her, heck she's New York's favourite page 3 diva for a reason.
She hates hiding but she understands that Arizona might not want to be as open as she is. This could affect Arizona's career. Yet she wanted everyone to know that she's with Hollywood's Babe Arizona Robbins right now. The PR could boost both their careers.
"I want everyone to know I'm with you as well," Arizona beamed. "I'm proud to be with you. Look! We're here! Let's make our first appearance together."
The limo came to a stop, and there was a small red carpet laid out that they would walk down. There were hoards of paparazzi outside waiting to snap photos of them on the red carpet when they arrived. Arizona's driver opened their door, and they made their way out onto the carpet, holding hands like a real couple.
Callie led Arizona down the red carpet, smiling brilliantly, the way they had been taught to work a red carpet. Only this time, their smiles weren't fake and forced. For the first time in a long time, both Arizona and Callie had something real to smile about. Fame and fortune were terrific, but they were quite empty without someone to share them with.
Arizona and Callie had a long, hard laugh before they finally stepped inside the building and made their way to the grand hall, where the party was in full swing. They shared a dance together on the dance floor and were shocked that none of the cast had a single negative thing to say about them, not even Alex Karev. Arizona was shocked that she had been so afraid of being a lesbian until she met Callie. Now that she had the right person with her, it didn't feel scary at all. It felt exciting. They shared a simple kiss at the end of their dance, right in front of everyone.
Arizona could feel the bond between them, and she felt safe with Callie. She was sure now that she was a lesbian, and she was ready for her first real relationship. The media was going to go crazy with this. Arizona knew she would end up on every magazine and tabloid cover as the newest famous lesbian actress. Arizona didn't care. She had kept everyone waiting, especially herself. She didn't know why it had taken her this long to figure out who she really was, but now that Arizona knew, she was going to love Callie for all she was worth.
Callie, on the other hand was just ready enough to start a new adventure.
Who knows what the future holds?